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• Food Merchant
• Beer Steward Ardoln
• Welcome to my brewery! Care for a fresh draft? Best in the Shiverpeaks, and so on. You know the boasts. Only difference is that my beer really IS the best.
• What do you do here?
• To friends both here...and gone.
• I'm Haslo, brewmaster of Cragstead. We aren't big or famous, but our grain trades with the charr and hops trades with humans let us brew a beer unique to this region.
• That outside trade must do you wonders.
• I'll have to try it sometime. See you.
• It's our trade and visitors that kept us afloat after the Molten Alliance attacks. Brewing went from a hobby to the sole industry sustaining our village. We're lucky for that.
• I'll take some beer for the road.
• I can tell. Keep it up.
• Sure thing. Stop by one of our vendors. They're well stocked with beer straight from the kegs here but packaged for travel. Good hunting.
• Thanks. 'Bye now.
• You've weathered dangerous roads to reach Cragstead, traveler. Are you here as sentry or visitor?
• Sentry? What do you mean?
• Just passing through.
• Our village was nearly destroyed until the strength of heroes saved it. Those bereft of hope come here to stand sentry for one day and night, to revel in the Shiverpeaks, and to renew their spirits.
• I know what Cragstead endured. I fought alongside Braham.
• Is that why you're here?
• I'm just passing through.
• Ghostly Owl[s]
• In a way. I'm a shaman of Owl, a Spirit many consider dead. It's my hope that by being in Cragstead, I might somehow revive her following. Maybe even Owl herself.
• Good luck.
• Then...you're one of the heroes who saved these steaders. May the Spirits bless you! Your actions here have reached ears near and far and inspired many. Thank you for your bravery.
• No problem. It's what I do.
• If you're looking for a drink, you best talk to Haslo. He runs the place. I'm just his apprentice.
• Will do. Thanks.
• How can I help you?
• Looks like Cragstead's seen better days.
• Canyon Spider Hatchling[s]
• I'm fine, thanks.
• We're doing better now than ever before. You're just seeing our battle scars from the Molten Alliance attacks. We wear them proudly—they remind us of what we overcame.
• Good for you.
• These birds are sure fidgety. Not exactly the easiest things to take care of, either.
• Then why do you have them?
• And noisy. See ya.
• I heard humans raise herds of 'em, so I figured I'd try it myself. Kids 'round here like the chicks, but I don't see the appeal. They're useless. Guess I could eat 'em if nothing else.
• Sell the chicks. That should turn a profit.
• May you be fleet of foot, sharp of hearing, and loyal to your friends. Wolf watches over his pack.
• What brings you out here?
• Thank you. 'Bye.
• Molten invaders leveled my homestead during a blizzard. I was near death when a vision of Wolf led me here. Cragstead had lost its shaman, and I found my new purpose.
• I don't know.
• Good luck.
• Maybe.
• What's happening?
• Complete the guild rush course.
• Captain Evon Gnashblade
• Face front for the Black Lion Trading Company!
• I never shy away from competition.